Right across the street from where my Burger Museum was located, there is a corporate-owned Burger King.
I pulled into the lot around the front of the building to get some of the new crispy chicken tenders.
At the drive-thru I encounter a poster mentioning a new fresh beef Whopper.
While paying, I ask the fella at the window about the sign.
He was clueless about it.
As I’m driving home I think about some more.
Then I decide to head to the corporate Burger King location near their headquarters.
It’s a few blocks from my home.
I take a drive around the outer perimeter of the drive-thru but see no signage touting it.
Now I’m fully committed to finding out more about it. After a quick internet search, I encounter nothing.
HOW MANY BKs?
This adventure ends up taking me to five more locations en route to Westchester.
I finally find the BK on Bird Road and 117th Avenue with the poster I’m looking for.
I order a Whopper with only cheese, mayo, and ketchup and another exactly as it comes for whichever one of my parents might be interested in it.
So when I ask the fella in the window about the fresh beef Whopper he tells me that they’ve been selling them that way for a while but only recently began to mention it publicly.
I park in the Burger King lot and open up my wrapped fresh beef Whopper.
There I find a patty that looks a bit thicker than a regular one.
A feeling of nostalgia comes over me when I hold and then bite into it.
I remember when I could barely hold a BK double cheeseburger as a kid.
We were a Burger King household growing up, and my Mom was and still is one of the world’s biggest Whopper fans.
It had all the right flavor notes of a Whopper but seemed to be missing the very pronounced flame-grilled taste that makes Burger King who they are.
I liked it, but I have a feeling this was a little off, so I’m hoping to give it another go again in a few days.
My parents split their Whopper, and both loved it even though I forgot to get cheese on it.
Hey, you can’t win ’em all.